Crimson Blade

The expected battle broke out, and the battlefields of Butterfly House were in full swing. Accompanied by the soaring flames and loud noises, birds chirping and a giant dragon humming not far away, but the hero who fell out of the infinite city died. Stare at the opponent in front of you.

"My lord seems to have encountered some trouble..."

Talking about his immediate boss, Tong Mo tilted his head, without the slightest worry in his tone, but said with some regret and envy:

"Ah, I didn't expect Ah Ren to be crippled by pretending to be seriously injured. I also want to fight Ah Ren!"

No, you don't want to, Ah Ren is mine!

Although he knew that the enemy's words might be deliberately provocative, but watching the evil spirits take advantage of his lover with a wavering expression, and the occasional true feelings revealed from the words, Yiyong, who stood aside and lowered his head, expressed that he couldn't bear it at all.

"Crash!"

The sound of water splashing and jumping sounded, dark blue spray-shaped markings appeared on the cheeks, and the broken black hair was rolled up by the breeze. Yi Yong, who had lowered his head slightly, raised his chin slightly, and there was a murderous look in his dark blue eyes. Looking at Tong Mo begging for a beating with satisfaction.

"Hey, I'm angry~"

Stimulating the opponent with a very turbulent tone, Tong Mo shook his fan, with a smile on his face that felt very unbeatable, but Qicai's eyes kept staring at Yiyong's movements and dared not relax a bit.

The blue and white icy fog began to spread, knowing that these would have little effect on Yiyong, but Tong Mo did it anyway, because it wanted to bring psychological pressure to Yiyong.

After all, even if these ice fogs have little effect on the pillars in front of us, there are still some ordinary people without special physiques in the butterfly house, and these ordinary people can't resist the ice fog, so this forces Yiyong to have to fight in the shortest time. Solve yourself within.

However, unexpectedly, Yiyong, who saw Tong Mo's movements, just stood there indifferently, without any trace of anxiety, and remained in a flawless state.

"It's such a good mood!"

With exaggerated surprise on his face, Tong Mo covered half of his face with a fan, and seemed to continue to disturb his opponent with words, but in fact he pressed slightly with his other hand calmly.

Blood Ghost Art · Xuandong Icicle

The sharp and cold icicles condensed on the top of Yiyong's head in an instant, and when they were about to fall with strong winds, the black-haired young man who was standing on the ground stomped heavily, disappeared in the blink of an eye and rushed towards Tong. grind.

"Crash!"

The tumbling sound of the waves became louder and louder, and the sea-blue spray feathers rose, and his body rotated many times during the running process. Yiyong, holding a long knife in his hand, advanced at a high speed, and blue-white flowing water hovered around him.

The ground behind him was full of icicles that fell from the sky. These icicles kept moving forward along the running route of Yiyong, but the expressionless Yiyong was always one step ahead of them, and quickly drew his knife the moment he approached Tong Mo .

Breathing of Water · Picking up Shapes · Life and Flow

The originally fine waves began to connect together, and the flowing water rolled around him. The cold blade seemed to be connected to the rough sea, and it mercilessly slashed at Tong Mo with overwhelming pressure.

It was so unexpected, this terrifying power...

The fan that was originally covering half of his face closed, and the pupils reflected Yiyong who was slashing down with a knife. Tong Mo, who didn't care about the opponent before, was aroused, and flicked his finger lightly.

Blood Ghost Art · Weeping Snow in the Dry Garden

The slender and sharp ice edge stabbed at Yiyong who swung the knife like a thorny thorn, but Yiyong, who had already fully understood the enemy's intelligence, did not panic. To the blade that already has centrifugal force.

Breath of Water, Shape of Land, Twisting Vortex

Like the ocean, sea-blue waves rolled up, undercurrents surged, and the vortex with strong twisting force was hidden in the moves, silently but mercilessly cutting off the incoming ice edges.

"Ah, I thought that only those two in the Ghost Killing Squad could pose a threat to Shangxian, but I didn't expect..."

Although his moves were deciphered, Tong Mo still talked calmly beside him, but in the next second, the moves that followed without a pause made his pupils shrink severely.

Breath of Water·Seven Shape·Shizuku Ripple Stab

The long knife did not stop after cutting the ice edge, but pierced along the curve very smoothly like flowing sea water. Ripples appeared in the surrounding space like the surface of water, but the tip of Yiyong's knife was always facing Tong Tong from the slope. Cut off the worn neck.

There was no pause at all? !

Yiyong's movements are very natural and smooth, there is no pause between moves at all, which surprised Tong Mo a little, and then he felt the danger, and his body began to retreat while the hair on his back stood upside down.

"Tear!"

The original gorgeous clothes were torn, blood spurted, Tong Mo paid the price for his own carelessness and underestimation of the enemy, the hand holding the fan was cut off mercilessly, but Yiyong didn't think he could move smoothly enough and wanted to continue the attack.

Let you use words to take advantage of Ah Ren in front of me!

Although he didn't say anything, the possessive Yi Yong was very annoyed at Tong Mo's behavior of verbally taking advantage of him. How could he easily let him go when he caught the enemy's weakness.

Breath of Water·Shadows·Strike the Tide

The movement is as smooth as a flawless work of art, and the water with waves emerges out of thin air. It is obviously soft and weak water, but when it rolls on Yiyong's blade, it makes an extremely sharp slash.

Looking at Lian Lian's moves towards him, Tong Mo felt the approach of death. At this moment, there was a little madness in his smile, and the emptiness of colorful eyes was full of admiration for the beauty of this kind of human breakthrough.

"Although the way you wield a sword is also very beautiful, I really like Ah Ren better!"

"The crimson that seems to be burning is really the most beautiful color in the world!"

The body was cut off at the waist, and blood trickled out from the cut. It was obvious that the lower body was stepped on by Yiyong, and the upper body was only two meters away, but Tong Mo still looked like he still had strength.

Indeed, judging from the recovery speed of the upper string, the injury that was severed at the waist can be recovered in just a moment.

The granulation began to grow and squirm, provoking Yiyong deliberately with words on his mouth, and Tong Mo, who was lying on the ground with his upper body on the ground, had a perverted smile on his face, waiting for his body to recover, but his smile froze completely in the next second.

Why is the body not recovering? !

No, something seems to flow into my body that is preventing me from recovering!

Tong Mo, who finally felt something was wrong, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly came to his senses. After slightly frowning with some melancholy, he stared at Yiyong who walked in with colorful eyes and said:

"It's really poisonous. When did you inject the poison into my body?"

"just…"

Concise and concise as usual, the sea-blue waves and feathers rolled, and Yiyong stood in front of Tong Mo expressionlessly, his dark blue eyes condescendingly staring at this evil ghost that could not regenerate for a short time.

"Ah lah, all of this seems to be under your control." Even though he was about to face death, Tong Mo's tone was still turbulent.

His black hair fluttered in the breeze, Yiyong didn't answer, his expression was calm with a hint of taking it for granted.

Such a result was completely in his expectation. Since Yiyong fought against Tong Mo alone, he would not make fun of his own life. He must have a certain degree of certainty.

Whether it's the poison from Kanae, the combo comprehended from Himura's sword five dragons, or the analysis and interpretation of the enemy's moves, they are all prepared for this moment.

Recalling in his mind Tong Mo's words to take advantage of him before, and the damage he caused to Fei Cunren in the surprise attack a year ago, Yiyong's blue eyes couldn't help but darken, and his tone was full of killing intent and possessiveness. said:

"Ah Ren... is mine, you are not allowed to bully him."

???

Tong Mo, who was quietly separating out the crystal imperial child, was stunned. After seeing the aggressive Yiyong uttering such words, it blinked its eyes in a daze and didn't react for a while.

So you beat me up so fiercely to swear your sovereignty and take revenge by the way?

Tong Mo was silent for a moment, if he had known it would not be so profligate, he would use words to stimulate Yiyong on purpose.

Although he was feeling emotional in his heart, the action of separating out the crystal imperial child did not stop at all, but in the next second, Yiyong, who had known all the information about Tong Mo, suddenly moved.

The long knife slashed down in the tumbling waves. Although Yiyong had no expression on his face and no emotional fluctuations, in fact, his movements were very sharp and he cut off the crystal imperial son that had just split in half without a trace of his hand.

"Ah, how cruel!"

Seeing that the imperial child that I had finally split was cut in half, and the granulation of the incision was growing at the speed of a snail, the child who was completely salted fish didn't want to do anything to resist, and there was even a kind of evil ghost Fang who might really want to do it this time. A premonition that it's over.

"It's such a pity. If I knew this time was an ambush, I should have died under Ah Ren's magnificent swordsmanship no matter what I said!"

Accompanied by a sincere sigh, the lingering long knife fell, black and red embers began to rise, and Tong Mo's colorful eyes finally dissipated into the air with a trace of regret.

To be honest, Tong Mo's death was not unjust, because all the information about it was already in the hands of the Ghost Killing Squad.

What's more, Tong Moben didn't take this battle seriously at the beginning, coupled with the weakening of the poison that even Wu Mi can't resist, and Yiyong's improved swordsmanship, it has such a strength that it didn't amplify its moves at the beginning The ending is also natural.

Looking at the dissipated evil spirits, Yiyong stood still on the spot with a sullen face, obviously a little unhappy. After a while, he finally retracted his knife and sheathed it after keeping a motionless posture for a long time.

Obviously the battle was over, but Yiyong still pursed his lips tightly, and there was a trace of anger in his blue eyes, then he spoke in a naive but possessive tone towards the land where Tong Mo had been lying. said:

"Ah-ren is mine!"